Idaho...part 2...

Every year, our little family goes to the pumpkin patch. I'm not sure where this tradition came from, we usually don't even carve pumpkins. But nonetheless, it's tradition. So I was a little disappointed when I realized that we would be out of town when pumpkin time rolled around. I tried my hardest to get there before I left, but that would have left us going at the beginning of September which doesn't seem right...

So while we were in Idaho I suggested we go to the local pumpkin patch and I'm so glad we didn't miss out on it this year. The weather we beautiful, even a little warm. There was a trailer that took us out to the pumpkin patch, we made our selections from a wide variety of pumpkins and colors. I love the colors. So bright and vibrant. What's even better than the color is the texture. I love the pumpkins with really deep grooves, the pumpkins with warts, pumpkins with really curly, thick stems. I love it all...that is besides carving them. Call me crazy but I'm not a fan of carving. I would rather take a can of paint and go to town on it. But for some reason it seems highly un-American if you don't carve. So out of tradition and obligation we spent the next morning carving. I give Steve serious props for his very creative idea for his pumpkin. Until next year...